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on a curse
No wonder lil homie spewed that shit in the first-
Graded by demerits looking back thinking how life wasn’t fairest
Yet still wanting to go back

And its so hard I'm the southern Big Pun
All the ops know what time it is we gon' tootsie slide on the side
Yea I heard they lil diss I just laugh no reply

guess that shit stuck
The D boys in the hood the only role models
On the block hearing stories about popping gold bottles
Telling me if you got money

with a gold cane
I'm from the where we don't fuck with fake gold chains
Little homies get popped for that
By a dude on the block for that
Then he walk

Do Zirconia, Baby These Is Diamonds (Woop)
I Just Sold A Bo, By The 4, Cause It Make More (Yuh)
Feds Got Surveillance At The Door, Gotta Lay Low (Yuh)

don’t mean i’ll ever stop
Off rip i ain’t never give a f**k bout a cop
He slipped cause I cleaned up the block with a mop
The tip where yo b***h was

Aye
Cut my headphones down a lil bit
Uh uh uh
Beat the block down
And I don't give a fuck
Im serving niggas
With a thirty
And my double cup
Im turnt

I just stand in the vip
Let a loaf make me handsome as shit
Atlanta A&T, Dr. Lee, I can't leave till the band is equipped
Car just got washed please

A lil nigga start runnin that money
Come wit a jacket is cold as Alaska
Believe me you better come bundled up
Ain't no relaxing u gotta get at it
So come

that pain
I just wanna pay bills by talkin
Finna stay up still balling
New baby with a new AP
I don need no ex recording
Two shot to your body stay

80
Next run 100K bitch
Motivated by my pain and anger
Only white faces I like on Blue Paper
Outlook on life is amazing
Only so much fucks allocated
Go

making no money that's really true
And you niggas looking scary for real I got the proof
Why you niggas tryna block my shine I'm shining through
You niggas

on my right side, pourin' some cups
My whole hood is to my left, and they ain't giving a fuck
So feel free to get lose and get carried away
So by tomorrow

Yeah
Uh-huh uh-huh
Yeah
Uh-huh uh-huh
Yeah
Real talk
Real talk
So I might pull up on the block, it's not a cat
Body paint bright
And the wheels black

in a dress shirt
Down by the city on the outskirts
All spaced out Lil Uzi Vert
Got the dairy like yogurt
So fucked up like Crüe in the dirt
Out in

(Brrrd)
That fire can get you
We hang with them dealers
You know, with the real ones
Out on the block 
Yeah the cops they won't do none (No)
Cant fuck with

never stop on the clock so just stop checking yo watch
Ain't getting paid that way lil nigga better learn some control like hopscotch
When it come to this

titties' I'm finna' go blick' em' out
Choppa' gon' beat up your brother, yo' sister house
Life is amazing I'm finna' go live it out
Niggas talk bout' me they

Tmfoolery Boom boom boom boom
I'm in the bck with a Mac, but you don't know it's me Who is that
Til I pop out with hat switch and put it on repeat

These

hanging by a thread, blood red from the vein, your lil chain is not a flex to me

The ashes of my past framed, they talk to me incessantly,
The dialogue is

hater bith saying me I hit right 

[verse]
Million Dollar dreams from the trenches 
Money can't fold bag is getting bigger 
spin a hater block till

I'm from the lights i'm the village dream
When I was seventeen
(Guess the dream is true hah?)

Uh yea wussup? It's the world baby
Uh yea wussup? It's

Hello

cyo Whitey

Who this is?

It's Dephree from the Burg, What's the boogie Jack?

Oh What's going on my guy, What's good?

Man I need some

heard my name in places
I aint even go in
They want me change
The only switch is how im flowin
Striker show like durkie said
I get it imma blow it
Double